Morning
The little fury creatures that let me live in this house decided for no fucking reason at all that I should be up just after the sun came up.
Wilma is sure taking her time. At this rate I'm going to have to buy more hurricane supplies by the time she comes to visit.
From the bizarre files…
A 93-year-old driver apparently suffering from dementia fatally struck a pedestrian, then continued driving through a toll booth with the man's body on his windshield, police said.
Besides working I really need to clean my house so I guess I'll be doing house cleaning today. A recently separated female friend of mine with children wants me to take her to a woman's bar tonight, guess she has had enough of dicks. So I will be doing the clubbing thing tonight if we can find a sitter for her kids.
Espresso, rice, and tofu is now being served.